Something Came Up is my fictionalized search for the reasons
for my failures.
Mitch Gaines had always tried to do the right thing and see
himself as others saw him. Even sex had become a duty rather than a
desire. When Mitch’s wife started looking around, his image became
negative and when his wife walked out; his image disappeared.
Mitch left New York City to escape the woman he blamed for
his problems. He met three married couples on a converted yellow
school bus and learned that blame for a bad relationship can lie
on two heads instead of just one. While hitchhiking, he met an Elvis
worshipper and a gun-toting truck driver and saw that happiness
wasn’t necessarily found in the eyes of others.

But when Mitch reached Oregon, doing the right
thing for him made things even more wrong and even sexual
pleasure felt identical to the release of his temper—and
he got scared. A divorcee in Eugene and a hitchhiking
stripper fleeing a failed marriage of her own showed
Mitch that sex without compassion was just lust and that,
right or wrong, he had no one to blame for his problems but himself.